you soon recognize that with everything
there is a point of balance
and you just have to find it.
Experience has shown me that in each day a point of balance exists no matter how pervasive the impossible.
I find my fulcrum in the unlikeliest of places. It means going groundless as Pema Chödrön calls it.
I must trust in myself, go all in. After all, becoming comfortable with “getting tossed around with right and wrong” is a lifetime experience (Chödrön). No two times are the same but with practice comes acceptance.
Less and less am I concerned with sides. If I’m on one, I am not on the other. I am separate. It seems to me that survival in this physical dimension relies on connecting separate shores.
Maybe staying connected is our #DailyDose of the impossible. After all, each of us is unique in our expression as a human being. We are born to difference but animated by the same energy. We are all star dust.
Every day you may have broken
down in guilt and failure.
Every day may have shown you
your helplessness a thousandfold.
Yet each new day brings
new sun, new air, and new grace.
Groundless in the time of the impossible.